Stuffed up in a box
Is a pretty porcelain doll
With the prettiest face
And a priceless value
But no one sees her
And knows her worth
Because she chooses to remain
Stuffed up in a box
Until she decides
To break out of the box,
She’ll remain hidden
And lose her worth
She has her doubts
She has her worries
She feels she’s not enough
She doesn’t know she’s priceless
Break out of your boxes
Throw away your doubts
Take that leap of faith
This is not your place
You’re needed at the palace
© warrior queen, 2024
Poems by Dami 